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Updated: May 15, 2025


A Mohammedan is never ashamed to defend his faith; and of his sincerity and firmness, the earnestness of his vindication may be taken as sufficient proof: he not unfrequently interrupts the progress of conversation by repeating his religious formula.

"She is beautiful!" says Beatrice, emphatically, "and uncle Tom says " "Hush!" interrupts Helen, hurriedly. "Is not that the sound of wheels? Yes, it is the carriage." She flies to the door. "Take care, Helen," says Beatrice, anxiously; "don't open the door wide, don't let the servants think we have been waiting, it looks so bad so so unlady-like."

"Indeed!" rejoined the baronet; "really, I always supposed the French to be a most accomplished people." "Troth, then, they're not, sir," interrupts Pat. "O, by no means," adds mine host, shaking his head emphatically. "Yes, sir," says Pat, "the broad Atlantic," a favorite phrase of his, which he gave with a brogue as broad, almost, as the Atlantic itself.

I cannot believe this story of the priest among the Electors, and my disbelief is based on experience of elective bodies. Can you imagine the Parish Council, in the throes of electing a suitable person to keep the village pump in order, being confronted by a mysterious stranger who suddenly interrupts the proceedings by singing the praises of "good old Jarge" to the accompaniment of an accordion?

It's odd a man of such self-command as he should not better hide his feelings; but I have always been able to see what Jennings was thinking about." "Depend on it," said his sister, "you will think nothing of it whatever this time next year. It will be like a summer-cloud, come and gone." "And then it damps me, and interrupts me in my reading.

"And Rebecca's father is from home to-night," says he, facing me squarely to the lantern above the door. How did he know that? Then I remembered the voices outside the church. "Jack what did Rebecca mean " "Not to be hanged," interrupts Jack. "'Tis all along o' having too much conscience, Ramsay. They must either lie like a Dutchman and be damned, or tell the truth and be hanged.

If her face had been pale before, it is livid now. "Why, this marriage this marriage" she beats her hand upon a table near her "one would think it was a fact accomplished!" "I was only saying," says Miss Knollys, looking with a gentle glance at Marian, "that if Maurice were to marry this girl " "It would be an honour to her," interrupts Lady Rylton hotly.

"It's here if it's anywhere!" says the old man, with a sigh. "It comes into my head that among the rest of my valuables I've Yorick's skull." "The very skull we want!" interrupts Property. And the old man quickens the working of his lower jaw, and continues to rub at the board until he has brought out the written mystery. "My ancestors were great people," he mumbles to himself, "great people!"

Ready to do you a bit of a good turn, any time," interrupts Mr. Snivel, blandly, and extending his hand. "You! villain, do me a friendly act? Never. You poisoned the mind of my mother against me, robbed her of her property, and then sought to destroy the happiness and blast forever the reputation of one who is dearer to me than a sister. You have lived a miscreant long enough. You must die now."

But she is cheered at the next yard, where she has a large and attentive audience. In the poorest part she comes upon a group of men selling rum. At the sight of the "white Ma" they put the stuff away and beg her to stay. They are quiet until she denounces the sale of the liquor; then one interrupts: "What for white man bring them rum suppose them rum no be good?

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